Ceehuncho - Takeover

I'm finna hit it doggy style
Lil bro used to shoot up he got hobbies now
It's different 'cuz everyone in the gang
Gettin money now
Pretty soon here my net worth gon be $100,000
We built the brand from the ground up
Lookin for a opp at 2 am I think I found one
Feel like a wolf giving out a call
I'm finna howl sum
You keep 1 foot in 1 foot out
You a half thug
VVS the diamond this a bright earring
If it's pushing 80k or better
Then I might steer it
She all up in my ear tryna talk
I ain't tryna hear it
Gave it to her for 4 hours straight
I know she still feel it
And I ain't got no more yea
Because I'm sold out
It's a scary time in the club
We brought the poles out
Rapping gangsta music at my show
A fight broke out
I know that I can get big off rap
There's no doubt
The backend fatter than Kim K
I ain't talking 'bout a booty
Talking 'bout getting paid
You ain't got at least 10k stay out the way
On the highway running from the jakes
It's a hemi chase
You got any motion then you best invest it
Gotta stay down to get up
There's no exceptions
I'm 'boutta go check my trap phone
I got a new message
Julio called he need
Another 100 pound package
I slide in private you the type to do it publicly
Almost got into a shootout but didn't luckily
I jus hit 'em with a old tool this bitch rusty
Caught 'em without it so I'm spanking ol buddy
You ain't got no drive ain't no ambition
Doing 190 in the heat
I broke the transmission
Bro taught me to keep a pole close
Like packed fishes
I can turn a pretty married girl into my own misses
It's a takeover
Three shots to his dome
Lay 'em down made 'em slump over
Knocked him out hit 'em two times
Then ran him over
We can really get shit poppin'
Like a can of soda
Oh you got pints for the low?
Then hand 'em over
I got tired of the Faygo's
So I'm Fanta pourin'
Blew 'em down in 5% tint
He got smoked like a air sourin
What's in my cup right now
Is more than a pair of Jordan's
Chrome Hearts silver
Wrist watch diamond
But my chain gold
Man sometimes I like my side bitch
More than my main hoe
I just drunk raw syrup without a pop
This a plain four
Come get a cheap exotic bag
We got great lows
Shoutout to onion
Lump of money in the backpack
Fatter than a pumpkin
I just upped a stack of all 20's
Taller than a munchkin
Kidnap a opp they won't see 'em
Below the seat Ted Bundy

Written by:
Cee Huncho

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